 The flowering crab endures but who can blame it for being a little crabby when it's exposed to the wrath of a New England winter.  The long and winding brook takes advantage of a January thaw as the already thin ice that forms on running water begins to melt away.  Icicles slowly form on telephone wires as a recent ice storm continues throughout the day in New England.
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